raindrops bring life to all of us

Raindrops bring life to all of us

Comenius Project 2011-12

Rain and Arts

Rain and Arts

Rain and Music

Vivaldi: Winter

La Rioja - SpainLake Bonhinj Slovenia

Vysoke Tatry Slovakia

Budapest HungaryAmsterdam The NetherlandsHestfjellet, Norway

Rain and Arts

Rain and Painting

Rain and Arts

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and photography

Rain and Arts

Rain and cinema

IV Rain and cinema

Rain and Arts

Rain and Poetry

Dylan Thomas “Poem in

October”Pale rain over the dwindling harbourAnd over the sea wet church the size of a snailWith its horns through mist and the castleBrown as owlsBut all the gardensOf spring and summer were blooming in the tall talesBeyond the border and under the lark full cloud.There could I marvelMy birthdayAway but the weather turned around.

Thomas Hardy “A thunderstorm in

town”She wore a 'terra-cotta' dress,And we stayed, because of the pelting storm,Within the hansom's dry recess,Though the horse had stopped; yea, motionlessWe sat on, snug and warm.

Then the downpour ceased, to my sharp sad pain,And the glass that had screened our forms beforeFlew up, and out she sprang to her door:I should have kissed her if the rainHad lasted a minute more.

Longfellow “The rainy day”

The day is cold, and dark, and drearyIt rains, and the wind is never weary;The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,But at every gust the dead leaves fall,And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;It rains, and the wind is never weary;My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;Thy fate is the common fate of all,Into each life some rain must fall,Some days must be dark and dreary.

Coleridge

Ode To The Rain I know it is dark; and though I have lain, Awake, as I guess, an hour or twain,I have not once open'd the lids of my eyes, But I lie in the dark, as a blind man lies. O Rain! that I lie listening to, You're but a doleful sound at best: I owe you little thanks,'tis true, For breaking thus my needful rest! Yet if, as soon as it is light, O Rain! you will but take your flight, I'll neither rail, nor malice keep, Though sick and sore for want of sleep. But only now, for this one day, Do go, dear Rain! do go away!

And now it’s your turn!!!

You’re going to try and produce your own poem….. An easy one, don’t panic.

How about a limerick?

Let’s see first what a limerick is.

A kind of witty, humorous or nonsense poem, a five line stanza with a strict rhyme scheme (AABBA), very popular in the XVIII and XIX centuries in England.

Some people say the limerick was invented by soldiers returning from France to the Irish town of Limerick in the 1700s

The last line of a good limerick contains the PUNCH LINE or “the heart of the joke”, being “there was a …. from….” a classical beginning:

There was a young lady called Rose

Who had a large wart on her nose,

When she had it removedHer appearance improved,

But her glasses shipped down to her toes

A flea and a fly in a flueWere caught, so what could

they do?Said the fly, “let’s flee”,Let us fly, said the flea,

So they flew through a flaw in the flue.

An exceedingly fat friend of mine

When asked at what time he’d dine

Replied, “At eleven, At three, five and seven,And eight and a quarter

past nine”

A macho young swimmer named Dwyer,

Really liked playing with fire,One night in the dark

He swam with a shark,And his voice is now two

octaves higher

Elements to take into an account

• Number of lines: 5• Number of syllables: 8/8/5/5/8• Rhyme: AABBA• Rhythm pattern:da DUM da da DUM da da DUM

For lines first, second and fifth

da DUM da da DUMFor lines third and fourth

And the topic?... The rain!! obviously

Here are some words that may help you build your limerick:

pain/ train/ faint/gain/ lain/ drain/ claim/rail/ Wales/ tale/sale/ nail/ male/ tail

Here’s what some of our students produced

When I was out walking in the rainI thought about my nice time in SpainThe sun shone all dayAnd never went awayThe rain was just making me insane

                                                                                                                Sharon and Jasmÿn. Holland

The fish in the bowl was having painBecause there was no water or rainSo he was almost deadI gave him some breadNow he is happy and quite gay                        Tom and Dyon

There was a woman in Spain Who loved to be out in the rainShe walked out the doorAnd walked even moreAnd then she was hit by a train

Jaime (Spain) Arne (Norway)

There is a bird that lives in SpainBut he really loves snow and rainSo he goes awayTo Norway againBut so much cold will make him faint Magida (Norway)  

Gloria (Spain)

The rain makes me feel very sadThis grey  sky gonna drive me madI don’t wanna go outI just wanna play and shoutThat’s why today I’m not gonna get up Belén and

Elena (Spain)

There was a man with a big painWho had always lived in SpainBut raindrops didn’t fallAnd his girlfriend calledWhile in the city it rained and rained Tána (Slovakia) and

Manolo (Spain)

There was a man on a planeThat moved because of the rainHe stood up to flirtWith a fearful girlHe fell and she laughed at his pain Ma.del Rosell (Spain)

Tajda (Slovenia)

Last day I saw a young femaleJust crying loudly in the rainShe seemed to be lostWalking like a ghostShe hit the wall and missed the train

Bea (Spain) Eva Kukec

Flowers have an important aimIt’s true they need a lot of rainBut I don’t want an umbrellaWhile I eat my paellaAnd enjoy my trip in Spain

Laura (Slovakia)  Beatriz (Spain)

There was a girl in SpainWho had really beautiful nailsBut one day in the mall rain began to fallAnd she escaped catching a train Fanny and Betti

(Hungary)

Suddenly it started to rainAnd everything looked much the sameThe sky was cryingCause light was dyingWhat else could I do but complain?

Kine (Norway) and Jero (Spain)

Original idea and edition by Rosalía Lax

Octavio Sáez